OK, I have some problems with my private life. The panic attacks, the fear of leaving the house, a constriction that can make it almost impossible at times to talk on the phone, especially to strangers. So I'm damaged goods.
Fine. Terrific. Have a good laugh if that is what floats your boat. And if you come from Tim Blair's blog that is exactly what you will do. I am just here to be ridiculed apparently by the schoolyard bullies. I look at Sparkles asleep on the pillow by my desk and I shudder. These people are the sort who would torture you for the "fun" of it, Sparkles.
I won't ask for pity or sympathy. But what I will do is refuse to post their vile comments. I put up a number of critical and insulting ones before I twigged, wondering where the sudden deluge of jokes and remarks was coming from. So I looked in the traffic stats category and, yes, they were all being directed from Murdochvania, where the media vampires suck the goodness out of any effort that doesn't sit right with Count Rupert. I guess I am getting the "Margo treatment" because that is what he did to her year after year. Well thanks for that, Tim. To me it is the highest praise.
They could have come here to debate the issues and argue their case. Instead like ringwormy jackals they only want to tear down and destroy and ridicule and laugh and scoff.
What i can do is refuse to post any more abusive comments. The ones that are there now will remain as exhibit A in the prosecution case against people whose humanity can only be measured with a microscope.
Let that record stand.